Lesson from Leaves

“ ‘A magic time of year,’ Caddie called it to herself.  She loved both spring and fall.  At the turning of the year things seemed to stir in her that were lost sight of in the commonplace stretches of winter and summer.” – Caddie Woodlawn, Carol...

Trapped in a Puddle

It was a scorching summer day—the kind for which Arkansas is famous.  The weather was so oppressive that I could almost see the waves of heat rising from the ground.  Humidity fogged the air, and even the faint breeze felt lukewarm at...

In Love with LeConte

On top of LeConte! It was downright chilly that day, especially as high in the mountains as I was.  Yet as I clambered out of our two-door Jeep, not even the frosty air could dampen my spirits.  I was wearing a new pair of hiking boots—a charcoal black L.L....

Flowers in the Ditch

I’m grateful for more reasons than I can count to be living in a rural area.  But one of the most wonderful benefits is the fact that just half a mile from my house is the intersection for one of the few old-fashioned country roads...

When the Trees Fall

At the edge of the property where I grew up, and still live today, there is a ridge of mountains.  Actually, these are more like steep hills, and while they certainly can’t compare to the high country of Colorado, they are still a comforting presence.  These...

Lights in the Night

Do you want to see a miracle? Then do me a favor.  This evening, in that subdued time just when day and darkness have collided, walk outside.  A forested place, perhaps with running water, would be best.  As you stand there, you’ll hear the rhythm of...